User blog comment:Llamao/A Disappearing Act/@comment-3474228-20120202214318/@comment-3135907-20120202215758

Slipnoose backs away. "Wodd, come on, bring your crew!" she hisses as the dozen vermin stumble along behind them. "I am, Slippy," he whines. Suddenly an arrow pierces his side and he falls with a gasp. "Wait fer me, help me, do sumthin'!" he cries, but by then Slipnoose is gone with those vermin who weren't slain.